The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Lan Xinhui turned around inadvertently, and suddenly saw someone standing behind her. She was completely unprepared, and was really taken aback. She exclaimed "Ah—" in surprise.

At the same time, she, who hadn't stood still, was so frightened that she swayed a little and almost fell down.

A pair of strong hands stopped her, and at the same time, a familiar voice came to her ears: "It's me."

Lan Xinhui looked up, and she saw Wang Zichen's familiar face.

She broke free from his arms, withdrew from his arms, and said with lingering fear: "It's scary! Why are you standing quietly behind, and the lights here are not bright enough, so scary!"

"I'm sorry!" Wang Zichen said, "I didn't mean to scare you..." He paused, looked at her and said, "I thought you were waiting for me here."

"Why should I wait here for you?" Lan Xinhui was stunned: "Why do you have such thoughts?"

"I thought that you said calling was an excuse." Wang Zichen raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it?"

"No." Lan Xinhui denied, "I said to call, but I really want to call." She raised her phone: "You may have heard it just now."

Wang Zichen was silent for a moment, and said, "You have something to tell me...about that wild vegetable in soup..."

"Actually, I didn't intend to tell you at first." Lan Xinhui said: "However, since you brought it up now, let me tell you my point of view: I don't know why you order that dish, if you It was ordered for me, I don’t think it’s necessary, and I hope you don’t do it in the future.”

Wang Zichen didn't understand: "Why?"

"Because we don't have any relationship now," Lan Xinhui said, "I will be responsible for my body. I will eat what I should eat. I hope you don't bother about it."

"But, you are like this... I am also partially responsible." Wang Zichen said: "If I..."

"Please don't bring up the past with me." Lan Xinhui interrupted him: "There is no need for you to feel guilty about the past, just let it pass! Looking back on the past now is meaningless."

Wang Zichen was blocked by her words for a moment, speechless.

Lan Xinhui continued: "Since we are no longer related, please don't act like you care about me... Also, please don't say things like 'sleeping in the same bed' again, so as not to cause misunderstandings and cause trouble..."

"Obviously I slept on the same bed," Wang Zichen muttered.

"Since it's over," Lan Xinhui said, "Then what's the point of saying that again? Besides, that marriage has always been something you've been trying to get rid of, so it's better to forget about it?"

Seeing that he was noncommittal, Lan Xinhui walked around him without waiting for him to say anything.

"Wait." Wang Zichen suddenly asked to stay, Lan Xinhui looked at him, and he said: "Miaomiao, thank you!"

"You don't need to thank me for this matter." Lan Xinhui said calmly: "She won this bid with her strength, and I will not give her any help... Besides, even if I give her help, it is by no means Because of you." After finishing speaking, she continued to walk away.

Wang Zichen looked at her fading back, and thought with emotion: Women are really unfeeling!At the beginning, she kept saying how deep her love was and how long it took, but it didn't matter if she said it one by one, and drew a clear line... Does this woman have an eraser in her head?How do you forget it?

Lan Xinhui walked from the balcony back to the corridor without looking back, but after taking a few steps, she stopped for a while.

Because, she saw a person standing at the entrance of the terrace.